Plastic (feat. Babyfxce E)

Bitch

Yeah (Damn it, Homie, I'm comin' up)

I'm 'bout to show you why they can't fuck with me

I spit my best verse when I'm high, hand me that cup of lean

I'm up and down with my feature price, I'm like—, alright, I'm like a trampoline

The Tris mixed with the 'Za got me lookin' Blackanese

Boy, it's 2025, man, you better go and pack some heat

You rather get hoes than pape', stay away from me

You got a problem with the M, you better head there carefully

And I ain't just rappin'

Don't put me in the same category with them boys, I'm in a different bracket

You know you ballin' for real when they get to hackin'

Call my shots with this Glock 'cause the clip came plastic

Big natural butt, you would think my bitch came plastic

The StockX sticker on the Glock, the stick came fashion

Can't believe we used to do that shit, bro, that shit was chatty

If a **** said he did some shit to me, then his ass was chattin' (No rap)

Huh, ****, be serious

Next striker that I get gon' be a V Series

She said, "When you lived in the M?", I told her that I sleep here

Snatch her wig off, she ain't care 'cause it was cheap hair

Oh shit, what the fuck, WTHelly?

I'm good with my eyeballs, I don't need no fuckin' scaley

Your bitch only like to deal with meat like she a deli

Me and Fxce on a beat, oh shit, it's lookin' scary

Press a ****, know he ain't on shit 'cause he lookin' scary

Don't say you seen some shit, you wasn't even there

Gotta plan to slime Chopz out, I wasn't even there

Bitch say she tired of me and gon' leave, I don't even care

You can catch me on the camera, I still wasn't there

The AR trigger light, it's a hair

Told her that your friend ain't gotta leave, I want y'all as a pair

Got 'em fightin' over the dick, I told them stop, y'all gotta share

Before I be a snitch, I'll sit down and take the death chair

On bro, like, what the fuck I look like?

So many chopsticks out, you think we eatin' rice

Hood ****, lace, makin' death threats, think we finna fight

We ain't finna do no boxing rounds, I don't look like Mike

Get to throwin' bullets in this bitch like Mike Vick

Put my pit on your pit, on my Michael Vick shit

Yeah, this Fredo heat tonight, I'ma treat it like it's my shit

Shit up on my opps and my ex and leave 'em brown, shit

Then play it crazy like that shit an accident